In the land of war, where bombs doth fall,
And bullets fly like birds of prey on call.
The cries of wounded and dying fill the air,
As death and destruction spread without care.

The fields, once green, now painted red,
As soldiers fall, like leaves from trees that shed.
Families torn apart, their homes destroyed,
As war ravages, like a beast deployed.

Eyes once bright, now haunted and hollow,
As the weight of war takes its toll and follows.
The spark of hope, a distant memory,
As the winds of destruction rage with fury.

In trenches deep, where life is lost,
And innocence pays the ultimate cost.
The war drums beat a never-ending...